The Substitute Bride - Yizhan

Chapter Nineteen 💐

Zhan can no longer clearly hear what Ziyi is saying. He keeps glancing at the rearview mirror. They have been driving for thirty minutes from their house to Yanli's place, but the car behind them is still there.

"Take a look at that car that's behind us," he instructed Ziyi. "Didn't you notice that it started following us as soon as we left the house?"

Ziyi glanced back. It was the kind of look where, even if you were the driver of the following car, it would be obvious you were peeking, because Ziyi fully turned around to check the vehicle following them. It was a red Toyota with tinted windows.

"I didn't notice. Maybe we're heading to the same place. Or look, it's overtaking us..."

Zhan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it turn right and quickly squeeze into the traffic.

Or is it because they implied that they knew it was tailing them?

He had barely caught a glimpse of its license plate number. The last four digits were four. He didn't know why he was suddenly so focused on vehicle plate numbers ever since his aunt's accident.

After a short while, they arrived in front of Jiang Yanli's house. He parked the car by the side of the road outside the Jiang family's yard, behind MianMian's Kia Pride. Some of his colleagues from the office were already there. They were surprised when they recognized Ziyi, especially Yanli and MianMian.

In no time, the seven of them were having fun. After the meal, they watched a video provided by Jiang Yanli. It was a naughty movie. The sex scenes were infused with the comedy of the film. They really had a great time, especially when Zhan started opening the gifts from his colleagues.

There were screams and teasing all around. The celebration ended at eleven o'clock in the evening.

"I am sorry, guys," he said to MianMian and the three other colleagues. "I know that aside from Yanli, no other employees were invited. It was Yibo's—"

"Don't worry about us," MianMian quickly interjected. "We understand that it's a private affair. Just make sure that after the honeymoon, you treat the five of us... or six, including you, Ziyi."

Zhan smiled. "Promise. Thanks for this evening. I thoroughly enjoyed it." Zhan kissed Yanli's cheek.

"Take care," said Yanli. "See you both at the wedding."

the cousins were back on the road. Ziyi leaned back, reclining the seat with a satisfied smile. "Ah, I enjoyed the food. Especially the movie. So daring, huh?" Zhan chuckled.

"I was feeling a bit awkward earlier too. But it wasn't that inappropriate since it was a comedy movie."

"Yeah, right? I wonder who will give me a shower when my wedding is set."

Grinning, Zhan rolled his eyes. "Oh, you're hinting now—" he stopped in midsentence. "Z-Ziyi, I think we don't have brakes."

Ziyi's back lifted from the seat. "What?"

"Put on your seatbelt," he ordered nervously. "We don't have brakes. How did this happen?"

"Didn't Uncle Fengmian check this earlier before we left?" Ziyi asked, quickly pulling on the seatbelt and fastening it.

"You're right. Oh, god. Call Dad... No! Dad will worry. Call... Yibo. Yes! Call Yibo. His number is on my cell phone."

Zhan thanked his luck that the road was uphill, causing them to slow down.